When Michelle told me that she was giving me her grandmother's notions and fabric, I didn't understand how much she meant. When I heaved three black garbage bags into my trunk, I still didn't understand.
Wool and polyester.
Tons of zippers.
Full cards of buttons. See the lipstick marks?
Seam binding, lace hem tape, and piping.
Big bag of thread.
Shoebox full of lace.
Perhaps my machine will.
You can really tell a lot about someone when you dig through their sewing supplies. She was thrifty, creative, organized, and talented. She made sheets, slips, men's shirts, blouses, dresses, and thermals. Many items were labeled. If she used some of the binding, she pinned the leftovers carefully to the card. Spare buttons were labeled with which shirt they belonged to.
One of my favorite things that I didn't get a picture of was an old Dry Clean Only tag. My sewing table is crammed full of vintage supplies. I still can't believe it. Michelle said it was going to be like Christmas morning and she was right! I can't wait to dig in tomorrow morning and find places for all the loot.
Thank you, Michelle! I am beyond thrilled... please let me know what her name was. I feel like I just inherited a sewing room.